Although the war horse died, the golden knight stiffened his neck to resist the punch, his legs sinking more than two feet underneath, and his emaciated and slender figure stood proudly. Holding Jiang Nan above his head, he sighed softly, "Kill my war horse, you are guilty......"

Seeing that the Golden Knight was safe and sound, Jiang Nan also followed with his left hand, and his fists slammed into the Golden Knight's Heavenly Spirit Gai!

But the mutation is sudden!

Starting from the top of his head, the golden knight bloomed with a layer of blue-purple thunder light, which quickly covered his whole body and turned into a thunder light battle armor, and then the knight pulled the thunder and lightning with both hands, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Nan's wrist!

Crackle, crackle, crackle...... Jiangnan's two palms were dotted with skin and flesh, and bursts of green smoke came out!

If it had been two months ago, Jiang Nan would have had only one way to die in this situation, but now he snorted softly, his body suddenly thinned, and gradually, like a piece of paper, like a blade, the whole person turned into a slender blade, not only broke free from the hands of the golden knight, but also left a shallow knife mark on his wrist.

Although this knife mark is not heavy, it just broke the artery of the Golden Knight, and blood sprayed for a while!

...... "Man and knife in one?"

After a lose-lose fight, the Golden Knight took the initiative to distance himself from Jiang Nan, he took out a white silk handkerchief from his arms, covered the wound, and sighed: "The third level of knife work has been exerted to the extreme by you, you are a student of the Imperial Culinary Academy?"

"What do you say?"

Jiang Nan was still lazy, and when he looked at his palm, he saw that it was a scorched mess, and several places had revealed Sensen's white bones.

"Since you are a student of the Imperial Culinary Academy, I forgive your sins!" The golden knight's thunder and lightning turned into a cross sword, and he shook his hand and pointed to the way Jiang Nan came, "Go this way, my knights will not attack you, leave!"

"What if I don't go?"

Jiang Nan gently pushed the gold wire glasses.

The knight's thunder cross sword was raised, "Since you ignore my mercy, warriors ......!"

"Sir, even if you want to fight, you must always speak clearly! Manners, do you understand the demeanor of the nobles?" Jiang Nan, the nouveau riche who had just graduated from the etiquette course, stretched out a finger and shook it, "Look at you are not masked, and you are not unsightly robbers, let's say, what is your identity?"

The Golden Knight smiled coldly, "You don't deserve to listen to my name!"

"Hey, what a big breath!"

Jiang Nan pursed his lips, and at this time, Tariq hid behind his old father behind his back, and said sadly: "Luo Di, this person is here for the 'Sonic Soul Crown', and he will kill anyone when he sees it, and my father is probably ......."

The old father on his back already breathed in more and breathed less.

"They're also coming for the Sonic Soul Crown?"

Jiang Nan's eyes narrowed, "What about the Sonic Soul Crown, was it snatched by them?"

"No, the soul crown is with me!"

Jiang Nan put his mind at ease, beckoned Jiji to protect Tariq and his son, and said with a smile: "It's good that the Sonic Soul Crown is still there, leave it to me here, you go first, go to Yanjing for help!"

"Humble weakling, you have not only ignored my mercy, but have also tried to help Tariq, a sinner...... Very well, I will give you the punishment of hell!" sent a thunderous signal from the Golden Knight's crosssword that shot straight into the sky, "I want to go, it's too late." ”

Thundered!

The sound of horses' hooves was raging, and a team of more than 100 bronze knights rushed out of the nearby dense forest, surrounding Jiang Nan and the others.

They still have reinforcements!

Tariq's face changed, and he bitterly handed a small box to Jiangnan, "Roddy, it seems that I can't leave, Sonic Soul Crown is for you, please ......"

"Give me the Sonic Soul Crown!"

Jiang Nan's face also became solemn, "You follow Jiji, go immediately, understand?"

"Roddy ......"

Tariq choked up, the old man's life and death were unknown, he was seriously injured, and the chicken and dog whose family was about to be killed were gone, and then a savior appeared who was willing to work hard for him, and there was something more sparkling in his blood-red eyes.

"Tariq, you're a pure man, crying, it shouldn't belong to you!"

Jiang Nan asked Jiji to drag Tariq to go first, but he stared at the surging cavalry regiment, and said indifferently: "Langnookis Mountain, you saved my life with two hands, Sun City, you prayed for the golden spear to help me delay Sophie, Xianzhi City, you helped me fight the lawsuit for a few days and nights without closing my eyes...... If I can't save your life today, will I still have the face to stay in Yanjing?"

As he spoke, Jiang Nan once again turned into a sword light and slashed the two charging knights who were coming in front of him.

Great Necromancy, Three Thousand White Bone Techniques!

Under the cover of the Holy Light Technique, Jiang Nan activated the strongest move he could ever make. I saw that in a golden light, hundreds of corpses on the ground trembled faintly, and a little white light representing death shot out from each corpse, but it was quickly wrapped in golden light, and then these lights flew to the back of Jiang Nan and condensed into a halo.

Using the necromantic power of the outside world for his own use is the mark of the low-grade totem master - totem halo!

Rumble!

Jiang Nan dragged the halo and smashed it in the center of the knight army array, for a while, the breath was tyrannical, and the originally boxy charging army formation was smashed out of a gap, and at least thirty bronze knights became the burial objects of the slaughterhouse!

"This is ......" The golden knight's brows furrowed slightly, this move was too much like a necromantic totem, but his vision was obscured by the golden light, and he couldn't determine the surname of Jiang Nan's power! But seeing that Jiang Nan had defeated a third of the knights in one move, he smiled in surprise: "It turns out that the move that injured my wrist is not all of his ...... Very good, very good, such a strong person, worthy of my own purification!"

"Warriors, go after Tariq, and I will fight a fair fight with this man!"

The golden knight ordered the cavalry to disperse, and then approached Jiangnan step by step, and when the two were twenty steps apart, he accelerated sharply, and said his name according to the etiquette before the knight's duel: "The eighth strongest man on the earth list, the top-grade thunder and lightning totem master, Molière!"

...... The night was hazy, the plague-shrouded Xianzhi City exuded an atmosphere of death, the checkpoints under the city were still there, and some troops to prevent and control the plague were still stationed on the city walls, but the war broke out, and after the large-scale deployment of Louis XIII, the defenders of Xianzhi City looked a little sparse and powerless.

But in this piece of loneliness, the east gate seems to be bustling and noisy.

"Your Majesty, this is the place where the plague is most severe, so you better go back. ”

Surrounded by two hundred royal guards, Louis XIII stood on the tower of the East Gate, looking at the whole picture of the white bones everywhere in Xianzhi City, his light blue eyes were full of sadness, "National Teacher, let me take a look, how many people died today?"

"17,000, of whom 15,000 civilians ......"

Archimedes' voice was still flat, but the grief in his eyes was hard to hide.

"Seventeen thousand, and seventeen thousand fewer of my people!"

Louis XIII raised his head and closed his eyes, tears couldn't help but welled up, "Counting today, the plague has broken out for three full months, and the seven million civilians of Xianzhi City have also become four million and two hundred and twenty-six, national teacher, haven't you found a cure for the plague?"

The national teacher was silent.

Louis XIII changed the subject with interest, "How is the battle at the front?"

"Long Duo has won two battles, and he has blocked the vanguard troops of Zhanya, but he is ......" Archimedes muttered for a while, "Your Majesty, you dispatched two totem kings this time, with an army of 560,000 troops, and you will never lose to the Zhanya Empire on the frontal battlefield......!"

"You mean, the Rhine and the Sumore?"

"Well, Rondo and Thatcher have been fighting openly and secretly for decades, and this time one of them is the commander and the other is the quartermaster, if they can't work together......"

"If they can't work together, there's no hope for my empire, is that what you mean?"

Louis XIII smiled bitterly, "But if they really fight among themselves, what can we do? The emperor of the Reims Empire is me, but what about the imperial power? The royal family, the Rhine family, and the Sumore family each account for one-third, what ability do I have to stop the infighting between the two families?"

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to talk angry, you are the emperor, please be careful!"

"yes, I should find a way to ......"

Louis XIII turned his head and said jokingly: "How about I raise a new family and help me fight against the two greats?"

"Your Majesty, I'm Tariq, send reinforcements quickly!"

Archimedes had not yet spoken, and suddenly, more than a dozen knights came in a hurry from the road in the distance, Louis XIII frowned and looked, only to see Tariq covered in blood, and an old man with unknown life and death on his back, seventy or eighty bronze knights were chasing behind, if it weren't for the fierce resistance of the Gigi steward, I am afraid they would have been killed all of them!

"Praetorian Guard, rescue Tariq!"

Louis XIII snorted heavily, this is his Yanjing, Tariq is his courtier, and someone is attacking the imperial ministers on the outskirts of Yanjing, this is simply a slap in the mouth on the head of the little emperor!

"Your Majesty, wait a minute!"

Archimedes' face suddenly became solemn, he looked at the bronze knights, and asked, "Tariq, who is chasing you?"

"I don't know, they're here for the treasures of the Iron Clan, and they'll kill anyone they see!" Tariq hid under the protection of the army, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately shouted: "National teacher, Count Roddy is still helping me stop the pursuers, please hurry up and save your life!"

Archimedes was unmoved, "What kind of costume and how many people are there who killed you?"

"One golden chainmail thunderbolt knight, twelve silver knights, about one hundred and forty or fifty bronze knights......"

"Archimed, what are you still asking!?"

Louis XIII slapped the city wall angrily and said movingly: "One of my counts has been killed by someone, and the other count Roddy is fighting to the death for his colleagues, what are you waiting for?

"Your Majesty, don't send reinforcements!" Archimedes said hurriedly: "Today, I'd rather let Roddy die in battle than take the initiative to attack these knights!" Gold, silver, bronze, with the twelve-based system as a military establishment, these knights turned out to be ......"

(To be continued)